Pasitheas_ElysianDreams
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"It was a rather quiet night in the DOA’s residence. Fyodor was seated on his bed, buttoning up his nightshirt as he waited for Nikolai to wander to his room. They had been romantically involved for a while now, which in Nikolai’s head meant that he could waltz on into his room at night and join him in bed..."
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Basically, just wrote this to indulge myself in some cute Fyolai fluff (with a teeny bit of smut). I ADORE them, and the world needs more soft, fluffy, gentle Fyolai works so I'm gonna make that happen.
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It was one of those connections that didn’t need an explanation as to why it fell perfectly into place. It just did - as many things do. The way plants need photosynthesis. The way pen meets paper. The way Wile E. Coyote chased his Roadrunner. They worked.
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Wile E. Coyote and Roadrunner resolve years of tension one fateful evening.
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07 Sep 2026
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Ingo unfurled the garment and held it aloft. Several newly made gashes, ragged-edged and fluttering limply in the breeze, framed a fragmented view of the Mirelands beyond. One sleeve was hanging on by half its threads, and the coat seemed to be missing another button.
"I suppose I shall have to retire this," Ingo softly said, expression vacant.
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If nothing else, Melli was handy with a needle and thread.
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23 Aug 2026
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Melli fidgets, fine features highlighted by the orange lamplight below. "Well? Don't you consider it a privilege to sleep in my presence?"
Ingo treats the question as rhetorical (as he often does to maintain his patience around this particular person) and does not bother answering. He only stands aside and holds the flap open for the man to duck inside.
He supposes he should feel lucky. All he feels is tired.
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Ingo and Melli share a tent for the night.
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22 Aug 2026
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The Guild is out on a Christmas outing in the season of giving. John’s used to shopping for gifts, Lovecraft has never needed to. Except maybe today…
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27 Jul 2026
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The House was always so bustling, with shades roaming around and everyone running back and forth doing their duties, that when Hypnos managed on the rare occasion to quiet it all into sleep, the silence had an edge of strangeness to it.
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Hypnos squeaked, sitting up and shoving his mask on top of his head.
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- Part 1 of Dick-or-Treat 2021
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